chapter 11
I woke up by the riverside.
The glaring sunlight shone on me.
I looked at myself; my clothes were intact, and even my phone, though out of battery, was still in my pocket.
Like a madman, I stumbled and ran until a passing car came along the highway.
I rushed toward the car. The driver rolled down the window and cursed at me, “Are you trying to get yourself killed?!”
Crying, I shouted, “Call the police, please call the police.”